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Fun Had By All!

It has been a busy few days, but tons of fun!! Saturday was GORGEOUS! Mr. Mayer* and I had tickets to go see Kenny Chesney at the BOK Center Saturday night with a friend. I.was.so.excited. We started our night off at Leon's for pizza and some drinks. 

The picture doesn't convey how much LARGER their beers were from mine!

Cheers!

Mr. Mayer LOVES Guinness, even more when it's on tap.

We had a great time at the concert. I should have checked myself a little better before I left the house. Or, at least not worn a bright blue bra under a thin shirt. *Sigh*
 Lesson learned for next time....

While we had a wonderful time hanging out with friends and acting like grown ups the highlight of my night was when I came home and saw what Diva had left for me on my pillow...such a sweet girl!

Sunday was a pretty lazy day around our house. After church we didn't really do much of anything. We were resting up for MONDAY aka LADY GAGA DAY!!! Mr. Mayer and I have had our tickets for months. I was so excited I could hardly contain myself. I really like Lady G, but I was even more excited to people watch.  I.was.not.disappointed.
We kicked off our night at Casa Laredo to have dinner with friends. YUMMO! Then we made our way to the BOK Center to commence the festivities. So.much.fun!!!!! I took just a few pictures....
The cast of characters





It's always exciting when we get together with these two...they are two of our oldest and dearest friends...

He doesn't share my interest in people watching

After the opening act we chatted with people next to us and patiently waited for HER to arrive. 


She did a great performance...

Mr. Mayer and I were up wwwwaaaaaayyyyyyy past our bedtime...we were happy to be home and crawl into bed. My eyes had been closed for 1 minute when Diva started hollering from upstairs that she threw up. No joke. She's having some allergy problems. She's been coughing. She's snotty. It all came to a head with her coughing and throwing up at 1:00am. Awesome. Mr. Mayer and I get her situated, changed, medicated and start dragging our weary butts back to bed. I close my eyes and Shrek starts crying. Ugh...again, out of bed. I get him situated. Back in bed. 2am. I successfully go to sleep until 4am. The batteries in the smoke detector go kaput and starts chirping. I strategically place a pillow over my head hoping that will drown out the irritating noise. Mr. Mayer can't take anymore and gets up and takes the batteries out. Silence. Next thing I know the alarm goes off. Dang! 7am. I.am.tired. 
However, babies need to bed fed and Diva's need to be checked on. Miraculously she's fine this morning and gets to take a picture with a Bunny at school. Very.Big.Deal. We had to pay $5 for her to do this. Mr. Mayer said it was to "take care of" the bunny after it has to hang out at daycare all day. Poor bunny!
So, out of bed I crawl to start the day. Also a very big day because I have to go enroll Diva into Pre-K. The process was easier than I expected and she got into the school we wanted. Hooray!!! Needless to say I came home and the rest of my day has been pretty unproductive. I have a couple of days to recoup and rest up before Mr. Mayer and I go see Kings of Leon on Friday night. We have a serious concert problem. 


*You may notice I have transitioned from calling Mr. Hubs to Mr. Mayer. I realized in my day to day conversations with people I refer to him as Mr. Mayer. I thought I would just convey that in my blog as well. 

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